It Started with Poker

[AndreaSubbie]

Mmm all the comments were delicious, fuelling her arousal, giving her the reassurance she needed, knowing she was pleasing their crowd.

And Jack was working her nipples expertly, just the way she liked. Her clit was on fire, almost oversensitised, the stimulation of pussy and boobs working their magic to bring her towards the crashing orgasm she needed.

But it was the humiliation of having him do her in front of everyone, of her obedient spreading her legs at his command, of him stuffing her panty gusset into her vagina, that satisfied a deeper need she hadn't known existed.

"I'm making you my plaything, Slutpuppy. I'm becoming your Master more and more with every pinch of your nipple and thrust against your sex. What are you going to do to earn your money next? Masturbate on the table? Beg me for my cum? Wear it all over your face, your hair, your tits, for everyone to see, like the good little cum hungry slut we both know you are?"
His whispers were insistent.

He so had the measure of her, but she wasn't going to beg for it ... earn her money next? yes, she needed more to wager, but not those things, not yet ... not yet ... hopefully not ever ... but he was wearing down her resistance, and she could feel it fading.

Then he announced for everyone to hear,
"Look at the mess you made of my hand, Slutpuppy. You need to lick your Master's hand clean."

Oh fuck, another chance for her to humiliate herself. She almost answered, 'yes sir', but as she opened her mouth, her tongue came out and slowly, wetly, obediently licked her juices from his palm.

She blushed and cringed inside, and her pussy leaked even more mess to drip through her saturated panties.

 

[Felix80]

Andrea started slurping away at his hand. She was both eager and loud, her slurping sounds and bi girl's masturbating were the only two sounds in the room. Until someone from the audience spoke.

"Fuck me, she's getting wetter!"

"She's turned on by her own pussy juice."

"What a slut!" Said one of the girls.

Bi girl started rubbing faster, then stopped, lay back on the ground and gyrated a bit. Her skirt was flipped up and her thong was suddenly soaking through as her hips bucked repeatedly. When she stopped gyrating she took a deep breath and said, "That was a good cum."

Cheers went up from the audience for both girls. Jack simply smiled. His cock throbbed from Andrea licking his hands like her cum was ice cream, and from watching bi girl orgasm. He played with Slutpuppy's nipples the whole time. When she finished he whispered, "Good girl."

He brought his hand back to her panties. He started to lift them up so he could finger her properly, but Andrea came to life. Both her hands grabbed his wrist to pull him away. Jack stopped working her nipples and they struggled. It took a minute but Jack managed to force her hands behind her back.

Bi girl was watching with intense interest from the ground. Jack looked at her and said, "Give me something to tie this cunt's hands."

Bi girl grinned, lifted her ass and then legs as she pulled her drenched thong off and tossed it to Jack. He quickly and efficiently tied Andrea's hands behind her at the wrist. She stopped resisting when the warm cunt juice covered g-string of another girl was wrapped around her wrists.

Bi girl spread her legs wide, pointing her pussy up at Andrea's face. "Right here. I want that Slutpuppy tongue of yours right here."

Jack brought his hands back to her panties. With a loud sucking sound he pulled them away from her skin. Jack put his right hand down her panties, pushing them away from her slit, but not exposing her. He tried to slip a finger inside her, his middle finger, but despite how wet she was, his Slutpuppy was incredibly tight.

"Fuck, you're tight," he said, his finger pushing against her pussy again. "Relax, I'm going to make you feel real good."

"Wait," he said, his palm pushing down on her clit, grinding her again. "You're not a virgin, are you?"

 

[AndreaSubbie]

Good girl

How utterly patronising and demeaning, Jack telling her she was a good girl! And yet for reasons she still didn't understand, it also thrilled her. Jack was pleased with her. He'd whispered, growled it so that only she could hear. It was a private moment, just the two of them, in all the public humiliation and exhibition. And it made her feel wonderful. She made a low satisfied moan in her throat that only Jack would detect, her satisfaction also partly due to the way he was working her nipples. Damn, he was good! Of course, she'd also been secretly delighted that someone had noticed her getting wetter, but wasn't yet comfortable admitting it to herself. But being called a slut? Hm, if she was Jack's slut puppy, then maybe so.

By the time Jack had forced her hands away from defending her panties, and tied them behind her back, she was close to total surrender. But not quite there yet.

Her body was aching for release, for the orgasm it had been craving, and half her mind was consumed with her need. But she was also discovering new things about herself, and having her hands tied had sent another delicious thrill of helplessness and fear through her; scared that he'd go too far, trusting he'd play the teasing game like the expert he was turning out to be.

She was also a bit confused by her feelings for that girl. Andrea found her sexy, cute, exciting, but Andrea was also becoming a bit jealous every time Jack seemed to give her attention, the attention he was supposed to be giving Andrea. And when she basically masturbated, orgasmed and flashed her pussy! How dare she do that before Andrea!

So while he plunged his big fingers inside her sticky, sodden panties at last to explore and pleasure them both between her legs, she pressed her bound hands against his hard, warm belly while rolling her hips into his probing hand, pressing her weight on his still very swollen, very large, very erect penis. Andrea needed all Jack's attention, wanted him to keep their teasing game going.

And as Jack was hesitating most frustratingly and muttering something about being a virgin, Andrea slipped her hands down inside his jeans to feel his muscly belly, her fingers clawing and digging in to his flesh. She couldn't get deep enough to find his cock, which was halfway down the thigh of his jeans and underneath her, but she wanted to go as far down as she could, wondering how big his balls were, how much cum they could hold, and how much they could let out.

She also wanted know how the crowd behind them were coping, denied any view of what Jack was doing with her, and she tried to turn her head to look at them. What she did notice, however, was that the room seemed to be even more full than before. Was their audience growing?

 

[Felix80]

Jack paused, not sure if he should go on. Did he really want this to be Andrea's first time? This wasn't about love and relationships and everything sex was normally about. This was about lust and fucking between consenting adults who were both looking to satisfy a burning need.

Then his Slutpuppy started bucking her cunt against his fingers and trying to get her hands in his pants. Fuck it, she wanted it. That was enough.

Jack redoubled the speed and intensity. His fingers flew from nipple to nipple, grabbing and pulling on them. He was getting rough. The bra had seen better days. When she bucked her hips her legs moved, opening her sex a bit and his finger slid right in. He pistoned his finger in and out of her like a jackhammer, trying to loosen her up just a little. After about a minute he slowed down and went to work searching out her g-spot. His palm came down, grinding against her swollen clitoral mound as he searched.

"She wants it!"

"She's trying to grab his dick!"

"Look at her pussy fuck his finger!"

"She's cock hungry!"

"She's a slut!"

Jack grinned as mostly the girls in the crowd called out the slutty things Andrea was doing. He wondered why it was mostly girls. Then he realized the guys were too busy watching.

Then he found that little rough patch of pleasure. Jack shifted his hand off her clit and began to rigorously rub her g-spot, pushing up against the roof of her vagina. His hands on her nipples grabbed her harder, pulling further, working the borderline between pleasure and pain.

 

[AndreaSubbie]

Oh my!

At last Jack was giving her what she needed, destroying her aching, pulverised nipples that burned and throbbed, and she just fucked his invading finger.

She was fucking in front of people. Fucking in public!

Oh yes, what a slut! They were so right. But Andrea couldn't help herself, she was lost in the moment, in the eroticism, in her desire, her need to orgasm.

As soon as Jack shifted his attention to that other part of her cunt, Andrea gasped, and felt the wave rising inside, the wave she'd ride to the most amazing orgasm of her life ... it was risimg, building, she was about to shatter the very air in the room ... any second ...

 

[Felix80]

The wet sound of Jack's finger pulling out of Andrea's pussy filled the air. He pulled his hand out of her pussy as his left hand moved away from her breasts and around to her back. His right hand came up to her breasts and wiped her girl cum all over her cleavage, making her tits glisten and cleaning off her hand.

"That's five minutes, Slutpuppy." What a crock of shit. It was at least ten, maybe fifteen. But it didn't matter. If he didn't stop now he wouldn't be able to stop. And he wanted Andrea disoriented and excited. If she wasn't right on the edge of orgasm she was close enough.

His left hand undid the simple knot he had tied the panties in as he finished cleaning his hands on her tits. He watched her response with interest. Would she compose herself? Would she beg for more time? Would she beg to cum? With her hands free would she go for his cock?

 

[AndreaSubbie]

"That's five minutes, Slutpuppy."

SHIT!!!!!

Abruptly he stopped. Everything stopped. Her pussy was suddenly empty, her nipples ignored.

It took her a brief moment, but she came back to herself, his reminder of why they were doing it helping her.

And she was embarrassed, ashamed of how lust crazed she'd been. It was still there, lurking like some malevolent beast that had retreated to its cave, but it wasn't out in the open, marauding and rampaging.

Her hands were freed too, and her breasts were sticky from where he'd wiped his juice-sodden fingers.

She remembered that she was playing poker, that she needed to win back her outer clothes, that she needed to beat Jack.

Rubbing her wrists in front of her tummy, she closed her legs as far as she could before shakily standing up. With a hand on Jack's shoulder for support, she grinned a bit sheepishly at their crowd, then worked her way back to her seat, her left hand now using the table to keep her upright.

Andrea almost collapsed into her seat. She had been so close to cumming. Thank goodness Jack hadn't known how effective his finger fuck had been. But the ache between her legs was still there, needing to be fulfilled, and it took a lot of self control for Andrea to keep her own hands from her nipples and pussy. But she couldn't stop herself from pressing her thighs together repeatedly, or from rolling her hips slowly forward and back.

"Um, whose deal is it?" She croaked., forgetting that she had no money.

 

[Felix80]

Jack sat back and sipped his beer. He watched the show. Everyone else was disappointed. The crowd didn't boo as much as collectively sigh and break for drinks and snacks.

Hmm. He was out of beer. He shook the longneck gently. Yup, definitely out of beer.

Watching Andrea walk was a treat. She was barely able to stand. Her hands kept moving involuntarily toward her sex or titties and she had to visibly move them away. She needed support just to stand. She was a real mess.

Jack grinned. Good. Putty in his hands.

She sat down and started gyrating in her seat. She was clearly trying not to do that but also desperate for an orgasm. He wondered, idly, what she would say if he offered to fuck her on the table right now.

His own body reacted to that idea. His cock throbbed and he felt his body shake. Luckily no one was paying attention. Even bi girl was gone, off to get herself a drink or something.

It took Jack a moment to process her question.

"Your deal, Slutpuppy. You may want money for the ante."

 

[AndreaSubbie]

The ante!

Damn, she'd forgotten about that. And she needed enough for at least two rounds of betting.

Bugger. She still didn't want to sell her bra, and in any case, there weren't enough people still with them to make the gesture worth it. Everyone seemed to be on a refreshment break, judging by the coming and going.

"How about I let you take a picture of me, like this?" gesturing to indicate her present state of undress, not really aware of just how dishevelled she had become. Her ponytail needed redoing, her bfa was misshapen, her boobs were shiny with her pussy juice, and her panties were soaked through. Not exactly glamorous.

 

[Felix80]

Jack laughed. It wasn't a bad idea, actually, but he wanted her naked, and she was offering pin-ups. An image popped into his head and Jack made an offer.

"Five bucks, one shot, you spread eagle on the table."

As soon as he said it a few other other poses came to mind. Of course, they'd be even better with her naked. Then again, those panties couldn't get any wetter and they did show off her prettypussy lips.

He decided to wait for her counter offer.

 

[AndreaSubbie]

Hm, he was suggesting $5 for a single photo, in a specific pose.

This had potential.

Of course, the pose he suggested was rather lewd. Andrea was thinking of more casual poses. After all, a whole room full of people had already seen her like this, and who knew if any had already been snapping her lap dance, and Jack's fondle.

"Ten bucks, one shot, casual pose, or twenty bucks per shot for something as revealing and sexual as spread eagled."

She didn't think he'd go for it, having priced herself too high, but she liked saying sexual, and in her present horny state posing for sexy photos made a satisfying fantasy. People were beginning to filter back in, and she detected a reaction, an interest in the new developments. There might be some earning potential here.

Unfortunately she forgot to specify that only Jack could snap each pose.

 

[Felix80]

"Ten bucks, one shot, casual pose, or twenty bucks per shot for something as revealing and sexual as spread eagled."

Jack shook his head. "You're crazy Slutpuppy. Twenty bucks a shot? Especially with you getting wetter and wetter as the shots get raunchier and raunchier. Fuck no."

He paused and looked around the room. Bi girl wasn't back yet, but most of the faces in the audience were new. Shit, the room was already as packed as it was at the start of the night when there were more people playing, before Jack and Andrea had taken all their money.

"$50, five poses of my choice. I get to take however many shots of whatever I want in each pose. And you can bet your sopping cunt that they're gonna be pretty fucking raunchy. I may even have you kneel before me, take my dick out and lay it across your face."

He paused, then grinned, egging her on. "But you might like that so much, Slutpuppy, that you wouldn't take money for it."

 

[AndreaSubbie]

Oh fuck! The image of her kneeling in front of Jack, with his magnificent cock lying across her face, filled her mind and her imagination.

What an awesome thing that would be!

Get a grip, girl!

What had he offered?"

"$50, five poses of my choice. I get to take however many shots of whatever I want in each pose."

It certainly had potential

"$100. Here are the rules. You don't rearrange my clothing in any way. I'll do any pose you want but you can't make me do anything to anyone. Five poses, and you can take as many shots as you want."

His counter offer had surprised her a bit. Was he actually into her enough that he really wanted pictures? Was this more than just humiliating her?

Word must have already been spreading of their latest proposal for her to build up cash; fhe already full room was getting even more crowded, some girls were even on the shoulders of guys, to make space, and to get a good view!

 

[Felix80]

Jack shook his head.

"No, $100 is too much. Not for a few pics. Your rules are fine, but the highest I'll go is $50. Unless you make it worth my while."

The crowd let out a low murmur at that comment. Jack ignored it, trying to think of something that would be worth the extra money. His face remained impassive, but after a half a minute inspiration struck. It took him anotger minute to find the words and to let his cock stop throbbing at the thought.

"The last picture will be you, covered in my cum. You have to get me off, mouth, tits, hands, whatever, and you have to take the whole load on your face. Then, when I'm done taking photos, you have to lick me clean and you can't clean yourself up. You have to play poker covered in your Master's cum, like a good little Slutpuppy."

She'd never go for it. No way would she fucking go for it.

The whole crowd was silent, watching Andrea, waiting for a response.

 

[AndreaSubbie]

So he accepted her rules. That was good.

But only $50 for getting him off, taking his cum on her face, wearing it?

"That last pose is worth a hundred bucks on its own, especially if you take pics while I'm getting you off! But I'd sooner sell my bra!

How about the fifty for five poses as agreed, and for another fifty you can take a full minutes video, same rules. I'll even go get you another beer?"

 

[Felix80]

This time Jack rejected her offer immediately. He didn't want video, not yet. He wanted to pose her more to turn her on than anything else. Well, to turn him on too. And to order her around more. He enjoyed her obedience, maybe even as much as she enjoyed being controlled. Besides, the price was too high.

"You're overselling like crazy, Slutpuppy. $100 for the pictures and the happy ending."

The crowd cheered for the happy ending. Bi girl was back. Before she started one of her chants, Jack dropped the happy ending of the hammer.

"Or we could talk about buying the bra. That is the traditional way to play strippoker."

She had implied she didn't want to sell it. Maybe putting the pressure on to get her topless would make her capitulate on the happy ending.

Either way, Jack was getting what he wanted.

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OOC: edited to add a bit of detail.

 

[AndreaSubbie]

How the crowd cheered! They cheered Jack's suggestion of the 'happy ending', the culmination of five raunchy poses by Andrea in her bra and panties, while Jack took as many pics as he wanted, that culmination being the 'happy ending' where she made him empty his balls and cum on her face.

Yes, their audience wanted to see that.

But should she go for the photos and that messy ending, or instead sell her bra and go topless?

Which did her audience actually want?

Her ruminations were fuelled by her burning lust, her need for that denied orgasm, that was hovering just out of reach, that was distracting her and gnawing at the edges of her mind, while her fingers unconsciously went between her legs, pressing her warm sodden panties gainst her pussy.

And if she did go topless, what if, after all the teasing, they weren't impressed with her boobs? If she went for the messy ending, the 'happy' ending, all the performance anxiety would be on Jack. And he'd never know that she would probably enjoy it at least as much as him; the feel of his monster cock, the public exhibition, the cum ...

And if she did, if she accepted his proposal, did that mean he was sealing her as his with his cum? That she was accepting him making her his Slutpuppy. Accepting him as her Master? Not if she didn't actually admit to it, surely?

But she also needed to hear his 'good girl' again. How could she earn that?

Andrea was beginning to understand just how essential his approval, and the approval of their audience, had become to her.

Maybe she didn't need to make the decision?

"Hm, sooo ... for a hundred dollars, 'either' I let you have your five poses as agreed, then get you off all over my face and wearing it for a last set of pictures and till the end of the evening, licking you clean, 'OR', I sell you my bra?"

She looked at Jack, then at their crowd, raising her eyebrows wanting to hear their opinion.

 

[Felix80]

Jack grinned. He wasn't the only one who could play to the crowd. The room was a tumult. Andrea had given the crowd a choice. They were agog over it.

Jack sat in the center, ringleader of this sexual circus, the puppet master, the king of this chaos. Even this, Slutpuppy addressing the crowd, this worked toward his ultimate plan. She was becoming more and more his slut with every passing moment. Excellent.

Bi girl appeared, holding up her hands and getting the crowd to quiet down. When they did she spoke.

"Okay, who wants to see the Slutpuppy's tits?"

The crowd roared. She raised her hands and quieted everyone again.

"Who wants to see the Slutpuppy covered in cum?"

The crowd roared again. She turned to Jack and shrugged. Jack nodded. The crowd was effectively tied.

Jack stood and raised his hands. When he got silence he spoke.

"Clearly, you all want both. And I want both, so we shall have, both. Slutpuppy..."

Jack picked up his stack of twenties and counted of five, tossing them to the center of the table and letting them flutter down like feathers. The crowd roared. One of the girls who was on a guys shoulders flashed their own bra covered boobs.

"One hundred dollars for your bra..."

He counted off another five twenties, splashing the pot with them to the delight of the crowd.

"One hundred to pose you and coat you in cum."

The crowd cheered. Bi girl led them on, whooping it up.

"Bra first, Slutpuppy."

 

[AndreaSubbie]

Andrea's jaw dropped.

She sat there, literally open mouthed. After a second or two she realised and abruptly closed her mouth.

Both? Both! BOTH!

Oh fuckity fucking shitty fuck fuck SHIT!!!!

The crowd were cheering so loud no one heard her teeth snap shut, but her skin felt a little clammy and a rip of fear coursed through her guts.

She looked at the crowd, at that girl, at Jack, seeking a way out, but nothing sprang to mind, and no one in the room was the least bit interested in denying the rest of them the show they were now looking forward to.

Andrea had only been playing for time, giving herself a chance to postpone actually doing anything more than she already had, but now there was no escape. She had proposed this deal in her last counter to Jack, so she couldn't refuse. He hadn't even changed any conditions which might have given her an excuse to refuse. Nope, she had no choice.

And then a weird thing started to happen. The fear churning in her tummy changed. It didn't go, or get less, but it became something else.

It became, what was the word she was looking for? Yes, it became delicious. Sitting there watching how Jack had become the Master of Ceremonies, the Master, her Master, she delighted in the deliciously terrified feeiings running through her, keeping the heat burning between her thighs, keeping her swollen nipples itching and glowing.

She looked at the money on the table, enough to buy back her clothes and walk away, but not until she had performed what she'd agreed for that money.

First, bra off. Then the photos. Hm, she had never agreed to pose topless. She had never agreed to that! A way out! Andrea looked into the part of the crowd facing her, and then stood up. She made the same shushing motions that girl had used, and the room was instantly silent. She had their attention. Their total attention.

Now was the time to make her announcement that the deal was off. She had never agreed to topless photos.

Turning slowly to catch the eye of everyone in the packed room, she smiled, despite the delicious churning in her tummy.

Her hands came up again to gesture to the already silent room, moving behind her back, to the partly undone clasp of her bra strap, casualty of her visit to the kitchen for Jack's beer.

She didn't want there to be any misunderstanding, so she again turned slowly on the spot so everyone could see what she was doing. Her fingers emphasised that the bottom of the three little hooks was already undone. Turning a second time, she flicked the second hook out of its eye, her strap pinging apart bit more. On her third spin the flicked the last clasp and the tension came off her bra completely.

Silence.

Crossing her hands over she slid the shoulder straps off, keeping the bra in place by her hands on the cups.

Then in a flourish she pulled her bra away and threw it to Jack. Standing hands on hips she did a final slow rotation so everyone could get a good look, smiled coyly, and walked over towards Jack, perching herself on the edge of the poker table right next to his chair, her hands beside her hips holding the table. She had meant to refuse, to say the deal was off, but deep down she knew: she actually wanted to do this.

 

[AndreaSubbie]

OOC: End of Part 1

Interlude

Let Part 2 begin

 

[Felix80]

Part 2

Andrea stood before him, naked except for a pair of cotton panties that were so inundated with her cunt juices that they were practically translucent. Sitting in front of her Jack could see everything. He took a minute to do just that, taking in her beauty. He took the bra that had landed in his lap and put it on the pile of her clothes and looked up at Andrea with a wicked grin.

"Look at this cunt," Jack said, reaching his hand up and pressing his finger against her slit through her panties, "It's practically bone dry." It was sopping wet, and the crowd could hear the wet sound of his finger rubbing against the cotton in the silent room. "No Slutpuppy, this will not do. Not for pictures."

He started rubbing her pussy quite vigorously as he stood, pushing the chair back slightly with the back of his legs. His other hand moved to her tits, squeezing one, feeling the weight of it in his hands, then bringing his fingers to her nipple and pinching it then pulling it upward, lifting her breast by it then dropping it suddenly. "And these nipples, Slutpuppy? Can they get any harder? They seem so soft, so unaroused. You do want to be aroused for your Master, don't you? You do want to take good pictures, don't you? Hard nipples, wet panties, you do waqnt your Master aroused enough to cum, don't you?"

He stopped rubbing her cunt through her panties, it was wet with her juices. He rubbed his fingers around her lips, coating them with her own liquid heat. "And this is what I'm going to use to get off. This used to be your mouth. Now it's just a cock hole for your Master's pleasure. I'm going to fuck our face slutpuppy, your Master's cock is going to push past your lips, fill your mouth and ram down your throat. And after I use the new cock hole I paid for, I'm going to cum all over your face, and here," he squeezed one nipple, "Here," he squeezed another nipple, "and if you beg your Master, I may even cum in your panties."

Jack took a step to the side and got his phone out of his pocket. His voice was loud now, his showman voice he'd been using most of the night.

"Get on the table Slutpuppy. Tits up, spread eagle."

 

[AndreaSubbie]

So help her, she did. She swivelled slightly, and with knees just hanging over the edge of the poker table she leaned back until her shoulders were on the hard surface.

Spread, he said, and spread she did, knees wide apart with feet dangling off the edge, hands outstretched and gripping each side of the table.

She was exposed, almost totally naked in a room full of people, being abused and ordered about by a man she'd only just met, and she loved it.

Worse still, everyone there knew that she loved it. The more Jack humiliated her the more aroused she became. Her pussy wasn't just gushing juices from his fingering. And her nipples were on fire.

But the icing on the cake, the cherry on top, was being photographed.

It was stupid of her. Insane. Once taken they would be impossible to erase. By morning they were bound to be on any number of pornographic websites. Anyone could see them. She didn't care, or rather she did, and yes she loved it.

So she lay there, pubis raised by her body position and exposed in the obscene sodden panties, tits bare and nipples puckered and erect, swollen with lust.

And this was just the first of five poses.

She looked around at her audience, watched them drink in the sight of her, and was rewarded with their looks of desire. She was their focus, her body the centre of everyone's attention. This was what she wanted, desired, needed. And Jack, in his masterful way, was giving it to her. Serving it up on a plate.

Serving her up on a poker table.

 

[kukuriga]

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[AndreaSubbie]

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